Platypus Army

I survived my trip to work yesterday, although not without its setbacks. I was ten minutes into the train journey there when the train decided to stop moving and have a points failure, rendering myself and everyone else on the train stuck.

My mum was with me, thank goodness. It ceased the panic. Although it got me thinking, this happened just a few weeks ago, first thing in the morning, on my way to work. At the time it was so early that nearly no one else I knew was awake. I was totally alone, on a broken train for over an hour (and ended up 40 minutes late for work to boot). I looked back on that morning a few days later and took it as a sign. I'd had a weeks holiday off of work and didn't want to go back. My first day and that happened. And now, when all this pressure is pushing on me, it happened again, on my way to the same place.

I'll admit, I do read into things. But I don't think it's silly to ask; is this fate trying to tell me something? Should I just had in my resignation and never go back?

More questions than answers at the moment. Hmm.

After the initial jaunt to work yesterday, I went into WHSmith and bought a magazine on crocheting and knitting. Basically I wanted to knit a hat, but then became consumed with crocheting this little toy platypus that is in the book.

I kid you not, I spent the majority of yesterday evening trying to make this platypus. It did not happen. I woke up this morning and was consumed by it once more. When I went out for coffee with my mum and gran I bought a dumbed down book on how to crochet.

And now, I am finally getting somewhere. 

I know its totally ridiculous, but its given me something visual to work on. The fact I can't do it (whilst totally frustrating in itself) is giving me something to channel all my energy into.

So watch this space for my platypus army, because I WILL make at least one!